"It's not a big deal..." Song Siwen hesitated before saying, "I passed the preliminary exam and am preparing for the re-examination. I need to book accommodation near Andean University, so I wanted to ask you..."
"That's great. "Yes!" Jiang Baige jumped up excitedly, "I knew you could pass the exam."
Although Song Siwen is taking the master's degree exam, and the number of admissions will be more than that of ordinary majors, it is. Anda, the top few are basically Anda with perfect scores - only strength, no luck.
But what Jiang Baige is really happy about is that by leaving Lincheng and going to Anjing to study, Song Siwen is far away from the fate of being washed away by mudslides in his previous life.
So of course she offered her full help and immediately sent the hotel information to Song Siwen.
"Are you nervous?" she asked.
Song Siwen said with a smile: "Of course, when I saw the score line, my hands were shaking so much that I couldn't stop, as if I had Parkinson's disease."
She paused, and then Said: "But, I did it. Bai Ge, although it is a bit disgusting to say this, but without you, I would not have reached this point."
That's enough.
Sometimes Jiang Baige will ask himself, is it necessary to interfere in other people's lives? Perhaps these tragedies are destined somehow.
But she couldn't help it, she just wanted to do these things without knowing what the outcome would be.
It was like starting over again, she still had to write.
But even though more than two years have passed, she still has not become a master of online writing, but her works have still left traces in the hearts of some readers.
That's enough.
Keep doing it, Jiang Baige said to herself, keep writing, keep lending a helping hand to those girls who were hurt in the previous life - as long as she can see it, as long as she is not hungry for writing die.
People always have to do something when they live in this world.
This is the "meaning" that many people are asking. Fortunately for her, she has already passed the questioning stage and is doing it now.
"Actually, I didn't do anything." Jiang Baige was modest, "I was selfish."
"Selfish?"
"Yes, I really like you as a friend, and I would be reluctant to separate after graduation. But now... we can continue to be classmates."
"I haven't passed the exam yet."
p>Jiang Baige said: "I know you can definitely pass the exam."
Although this did not happen in the previous life, she just knew that Song Siwen could do it.
Song Siwen will be admitted to Anjing University and live a long life. In the field of journalism, he shines with ideals that are not favored by others or even despised.
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In mid-February, Jiang Baige returned to Lincheng after finishing his last winter vacation as an undergraduate.
It’s the second semester of senior year, everyone is busy working on their future, whether it is this major or a double major, there are no classes left.
Jiang Baige stood in front of the classroom, feeling a little emotional: "After graduation, everyone will go their separate ways."
"Yes." Lin Xingran's expression also felt a little emotional. Very sad, but not because of separation, but——
"What will happen to our official account when you go to Anjing."
This is what she was worried about. Sincerely, Jiang Baige couldn't help but laugh.
The development of the public account is better than they imagined.
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Although it also attracted some criticism, some people criticized them in the comments for being narrow-minded feminists, deliberately ignoring the important role of men in literary history, blindly praising female writers, and giving them honors far beyond their achievements. .
Lin Xingran was depressed for two days and said that he finally understood why Jiang Baige didn’t even want to write a novel because of some comments.
But Jiang Baige, as a person from the end of 2023, thought of a book called "How to Suppress Women's Writing" that has not yet been published.
They always have many ways and many rhetoric to belittle and suppress women's writing...and unfortunately, for a long time, they succeeded.
Perhaps inspired by this book, Jiang Baige proposed to create a public account with the theme of the niche field of "female writing" when Lin Xingran encountered a career crisis.
This is obviously not as "vertical" as fashion, beauty, and mother and baby, and it is easy to attract "paying groups", but someone needs to do such a thing.
And for many things, when they plant the seeds, they don’t know what the results will be, or even whether there will be any results.
But the key thing is-Jiang Baige comforted himself: We have to let this seed appear first.
Now, the seed of "Nv's Study" has obviously grown very strong, although it is still being exposed to wind and rain.
Criticisms from readers - In fact, Jiang Baige believes that those men who feel offended are not counted as their readers.
The bigger test is that she and Lin Xingran, as co-creators of this official account, are about to part ways.
"Don't think so much." Jiang Baige patted Lin Xingran on the shoulder, "Now the Internet is very developed. As long as the goals are consistent and the division of labor is reasonable, we can have video discussions at a fixed time every week. Besides, who said you Will you stay in Lincheng forever? ”
This last sentence was just an unintentional statement.
But Lin Xingran listened: "Actually, I have also thought that you and Siwen have gone to Anjing, and my current publishing house is also in danger. Maybe, I will not necessarily stay here forever. Lin Cheng..."
"You really think so?" Jiang Baige opened his eyes in surprise.My eyes are so big that I can't hide my joy.
"Why... I'm going to Anjing, are you so happy?"
"Of course."
She could not forget Lin Xingran's heart-broken mood after working A gray face with dull eyes - that's what Jiang Baige hates the most: his passion and pursuit of work are wasted away by irrelevant people and things at work.
But she just said: "If you also come to Anjing, we can work on this official account together, and maybe you can publish books for me."
"Ah , speaking of this..." Lin Xingran suddenly thought of something and took out something that looked like a book but not a book from his school bag.
As soon as Jiang Baige took it, he knew: it was a "fake book".
But Lin Xingran didn’t know Jiang Baige’s familiarity with the publishing industry, so he patiently explained: “Do you remember the book I independently edited last year? It’s ready for printing now. This is a gift from the printing factory I sent the fake book for final review. I think it is very commemorative."
Jiang Baige stroked the words "Land of Women" on the cover, as if he could feel Lin Xingran's devotion to it. of hard work.
She is indeed walking firmly on the path she has chosen.
But this road is not a broad one...
"Last year, because I was working on this book, you took on a lot of public affairs alone. I feel very sorry..." < /p>
"Don't say that." Jiang Baige waved his hand.
Lin Xingran didn't think so: "No, I think this book also has your contribution. Without you, I wouldn't be able to take care of both sides so well..."
Her expression was very serious, and Jiang Baige had no choice but to follow her words and ask: "So?"
"So, my book will be officially released in two days... Do you want to Don’t you want to go to the printing factory with me? ”